"Stay there, Alex," Aunt Caramel said, holding me closer and wrapping her arm around me to keep me hidden between her chest. Her arm locked firmly around my back and shoulders, pressing me deeper into the soft, warm cushion of her breasts.
She held me tightly against her naked body, making sure my face stayed buried in her cleavage while the storm continued outside and Aunt Stacy remained close on my other side in the cramped, dark tent.
I wrapped my arm around my aunt's juicy body in the dark, feeling her curves so tightly pressed into me while my face was buried in her humongous boobs. My hand slid over the warm, smooth skin of her back, pulling her even closer.
The soft, heavy weight of her breasts completely surrounded my face. Every breath I took was filled with the intimate heat and scent of her body. Aunt Caramel's arm stayed locked around me, keeping my face firmly nestled in the deep valley of her cleavage.
